Monday, 2 July 2012

Bomber Command Memorial Dedication & Unveiling Ceremony

On the hottest day of the year so far we took Mum and Dad, a veteran of The Pathfinders to London's Green Park for the long awaited Unveiling of the Bomber Command Memorial to commemorate the tragic loss of 55,573 young Bomber Command airmen in the Second World War who sacrificed their lives.


In what has been the wettest June in living memory we were blessed to have a lovely hot summer's day for this very special event.


On our arrival at Kings Cross we were delighted to find that a number of black cab drivers were offering to ferry veterans and their families to the event free of charge. Kev, the cabbie who chauffeured us was chatting to Dad the whole journey and said how honoured he felt to have him in his cab. He couldn't believe that Dad had survived 47 missions. When we offered him a tip he was having none of it. In fact, he wanted to have a picture taken with Dad when we got to Green Park but due to security there and traffic, this wasn't possible. So I'd like to thank all the London cabbies for their support to Bomber Command.


This was our view as we arrived at the Memorial. 






There were two areas allocated for the Ceremony. The first area was the smaller Memorial Area right in front of the Memorial. We had been allocated tickets in the much larger Salute Area. You would have been forgiven for thinking from the TV coverage that there were only a few hundred people at the event but we were amongst a crowd of around 7000 watching the live event on a huge screen. We arrived to the sound of Jane McDonald belting out Impossible Dream. Quite a fitting tribute to the occasion. The entertainment leading up to the unveiling at 12 Noon was fabulous.


Our view and as many again behind us


I looked around the crowd and had a massive lump in my throat at how many veterans had managed to attend this very special day. Dad was one of the youngest to join Bomber Command and at 88 he is still very fit and active, unlike some of the other older veterans who were in wheelchairs but proudly displaying their medals and I'm sure wouldn't have missed this day for anything.... each and every one of them with their own story to tell. You could see how proud they were etched in all their faces. All had lost comrades from Bomber Command so this day was to proudly remember them.


The Ceremony itself was a truly emotional event and when the Queen unveiled the incredible 9 foot bronze statue of the seven Bomber Command Airmen there were gasps of admiration from the crowd. It is a remarkable work of art. Philip Jackson, the sculptor, took great care to ensure an extremely high level of detail and was able to depict both facial expression and body language to show the story of this crew searching for their comrades who have not yet returned. Five of the group looking to the sky searching, one of which shielding his eyes and two of them looking down evoking a true sense of sadness and grief. An absolutely incredible work of art. 


The height of the plinth and the scale of the sculpture means that visitors will always see the profiles of the figures against the sky above them, day and night. The roof structure is made from steel and supports a ceiling constructed from aluminium from a Halifax Bomber shot down over Belgium in 1944 in which 8 crew were killed.


















After dabbing my eyes seeing this wonderful sculpture, the Last Post was played which always stirs up many emotions. Then we heard the sound of the five Tornados approaching which flew over us in perfect formation. I didn't have time to get my camera out to capture them unfortunately. Everyone was on their feet, cameras at the ready, as we all knew what was coming next. A moment later there was the unmistakable sound of the Merlin engines of the beautiful Lancaster. As she soared above us, she dropped her precious cargo of poppies. They looked like red smoke billowing out of her bomb bay until the poppies separated and floated towards Green Park. Unfortunately, the wind got hold of them and they didn't actually land near us. Maybe we should have asked Dad to do his "Pathfinder" bit and mark out the target with a flare!


I had visions of office people sunbathing during their lunch hour in the un-cordoned off area of Green Park being literally showered with thousands of poppies  ....  how wonderful! There wasn't a dry eye in sight. That is a memory that will last with me forever. There is something truly magical and so very emotional when you see the Lancaster. When she dropped her load of poppies, it was a poignant moment and I'm sure we all thought of the 55,573 airmen who sacrificed their lives for our freedom.








Here are a couple of YouTube links with the poppies dropping on Green Park (outside of the ceremony area). Amazing!!

Poppy drop

Poppies dropping over Green Park "Take cover!!"

At the end of the Ceremony, Dad, Chris and I couldn't wait to get hold of some of the poppies as a memento of the occasion. We left mum looking after our stuff as she's not too good on her feet and we rushed over to where the poppies had landed. 








We then made our way to the Memorial to look at it in more detail and jumped the queues because being with a Veteran gave you preferential treatment! Dad missed meeting Prince Charles, which was a shame, as he had expressed his wish to shake hands with all the Veterans.






Dad and I


Whilst wandering round the Memorial I spotted this lady holding up her wedding photo and snapped the shot which a professional photographer was lining her up for. I had tears in my eyes taking this picture as I know she must have lost her beloved husband. Absolutely heartbreaking.











I saw many veterans admiring the sculpture, all lost in their own thoughts, some in wheelchairs, some on walking sticks, it really did bring a lump to my throat seeing them and chatting with them, all of them remarkable. So many stories to tell and such brave men. Dad once said he didn't think he was brave, he just "went along for the ride"


I've looked at some of Dad's missions when he was in 97 Squadron and night after night after night they would go up in their Lanc with their bomb bay full, not knowing if they would all get down again safely. How can that not be brave? Then, on their return many hours later, they find out some of their comrades didn't make it, seeing the empty beds ... one just cannot imagine it.......


After a breathtakingly emotional and wonderful day, we hailed another cab to take us back to Kings Cross. This cab driver also didn't want to take anything for the journey saying that it was his absolute pleasure and that the journey was "on him". How wonderful.


After collapsing at home and watching the event again on BBC2 I collated my tickets, programme and poppies collected from Green Park. My brother-in-law, who is opening his own picture framing business in Lincoln in September, is going to frame these for me.  A wonderful memento of the day!






With thanks to The RAF Benevolent Association and Bomber Command Memorial Appeal for organising this magnificent event and huge thanks to all the benefactors who made it happen. So sad that Robin Gibb who had campaigned vigorously and was President of The Heritage Foundation wasn't able to see it unveiled, but I'm sure he would have been there in spirit.

Also, thanks to Carol Vorderman MBE for all her support and to all the RAF men and women who helped out on the day, especially with handing out a plentiful supply of water on an extremely hot day!

The RAF Benevolent Fund are now the guardians of the Bomber Command Memorial and rely on the public to preserve the Memorial for future generations. You can Donate to RAFBF here 

Poppy drop (take cover!!)

Sunday, 25 March 2012

Just Jane at East Kirkby March 2012 & Pathfinders' 70th Anniversary Dinner





I know I don’t blog very often but I just had to blog about our fabulous day out on Saturday at East Kirkby, Lincolnshire http://www.lincsaviation.co.uk/about/ This wonderful Museum holds one of the rarest aircraft, an Avro Lancaster Bomber, known as Just Jane and what a beautiful old thing she is.


We attended the Special Access Photography Event in order to get up close to Just Jane. We took mum and dad with us. The weekend coincided with Mother's Day and Mum and Dad's 62nd Wedding Anniversary. Those of you who have read my previous blog “I’m so proud of my Dad”  http://bit.ly/FQa3fQ will understand why we took dad with us. He was Mid-Upper Gunner in the Pathfinder Force of Bomber Command in a Lancaster and completed 2 tours and went on 47 missions and I'm so very proud of him.




I cannot thank the Museum enough for organising such a fantastic day which ran like clockwork. The re-enactors who acted out various scenarios of “bombing up” were incredible.





I don't think we were supposed to take pics of the bombs being carried  and it certainly wouldn't have been that easy in wartime! 

The re-enactors really gave you a taster of what it was like in the 40’s and when they donned their flying gear, complete with gas mask and parachute I had visions of my dad at the tender age of 19 going off on a bombing mission when nightfall came. It was extremely emotional.

The crew bus which brought the Lancaster Crew to their plane











Indeed, as nightfall descended the Lancaster fired up her magnificent 4 Merlin engines. It was a tear-jerking moment to see and hear the unmistakable sound of the Lancaster.




When she taxied towards us  it was truly incredible. I thought my heart would burst with pride.


I was so moved and couldn't stem the tears that coursed down my face and I knew at that moment I had to hug my dad. I could see he had tears in his eyes too as did mum who said dad was gripping her hand so tight, she thought it would break. Just Jane then stopped at the end of the runway and revved up her engines and that is an experience I will never forget and neither will the hundred or so of us that experienced it!

When her engines were turned off after a few minutes, there was a silence like no other, which is when we all burst into a spontaneous round of applause.


I must say that if it hadn't have been for the wonderful world of Twitter I would never have met Sean Taylor (@Lancasterman) and Andrew Panton (@NX611_Pilot). If you read the history of East Kirkby Museum you'll see the Panton family connection http://www.lincsaviation.co.uk/history/  These two lovely guys along with all the other people behind the scenes at East Kirkby Museum really made the day a success and my thanks go to them and all the wonderful re-enactors who were truly awesome and added real atmosphere to the event. Sean asked me on Twitter to make sure I made myself known to him when we arrived as he wanted to meet dad. Sean is so passionate about Bomber Command as you will see from reading his tweets and what he doesn't know about the Lancaster isn't worth knowing.

Sean and Dad. You can see the turret where dad used to sit above

Dad standing beneath his beloved Lancaster
This was Dad's Mid-upper gunner position in the Turret

Here are just some of the links of the awesome pics which came through my Twitter stream after the event. These are the "hardcore" photographers' pics and you can certainly see the difference to our amateur pics. I'm gutted we missed getting a pic of the 7 crew as we took a comfort break but some of the pics in these links really give you a feel of what it was like to go out on a bombing mission.





What better way to finish my blog is to tell you briefly about my night out with the Pathfinders. By coincidence just a week after this photography event was the 70th Anniversary Dinner of the formation of the Pathfinders at RAF Wyton. Dad went to it alone last year but this year he had the opportunity to invite a guest. After mum declined, he asked me and I jumped at the chance.


What a fantastic night it was and oh boy can those RAF people drink! It was a truly humbling experience being in the company of 18 Pathfinders. RAF Wyton, the home of the Pathfinders, is so very proud of them all, as am I. The speeches were very moving in the respect and reverence shown to the original Pathfinders for whom this event was held. 

The next event we will be attending will be the Dedication and Unveiling of The Bomber Command Memorial in Green Park on 28th June. http://www.bombercommand.com/ to honour the 55,573 men of Bomber Command who lost their lives in World War II. This has been a long time coming to truly honour those brave souls.










Wednesday, 30 March 2011

Granddad's WW1 Diary

Having loaded the “kids”in the back of the car we set off on our adventure to Belgium.


Armed with a transcription of Granddad’s diary from the trenches during WW1 we planned to visit some of the places mentioned in his diary, i.e. La Bassee, Bethune, Gorigue and Bailleul. Granddad survived the war by the way but died in 1968.

We picked the wrong weekend to go with putting the clocks forward as we had to forward one hour when we arrived in France on the Friday, then ANOTHER hour on Saturday! Poor mum was totally confused what time it was as she hadn't changed her "English" watch time. So funny, bless her!

Driving through France was an experience when we hit the motorway. We saw a sign “Péage” and read it as Plage, thinking it was a beach but was in fact a toll as we later discovered! We pulled into the barriers and panicked a bit when it said “ticket” - ermm ... what blooming ticket? There was a queue of cars forming behind, putting pressure on us while we tried to work out what we needed to do. Then we spied a button flashing, so pressed said button and voila the ticket popped out, thus lifting the barrier. “Bloody Eeenglish!” we could almost hear them saying in the queue of traffic forming behind us!

We managed to find a few of the places mentioned in granddad’s diary and actually found reference to a date on 26th June 1916 when his Regiment, Royal Warwickshire Regiment was relieved by Oxford & Bucks Light Infantry. We found a grave of a poor lad who died on the 26th June 1916 from Oxford & Bucks Light Infantry, it could so easily have been granddad. That was quite heartbreaking to see.




Laventie Military Cemetery



We then visited Hill 62 close to our Hotel in Ypres where original WW1 trenches can be found.










The cat you see in this picture was our tour cat. He took us round the whole site of WW1 trenches, then after we'd finished he showed us round the museum ... so funny!


A couple of old relics



As you can see, mum's right arm is in plaster. She managed to break her wrist a week before we went!



This was the haunting site when we left Hill 62, still chokes me up seeing it now





When back to our Hotel (above) I got on Twitter via free wireless network and tweeted some photos. I mentioned Menin Gate in one tweet and got a tweet back from a fireman in Manchester (who I wasn’t following at the time) who asked if I could visit his Great Uncle of Leinster Regiment at Menin Gate (panel 44). The following evening we took a trip to Menin Gate and found his uncle, G. Glanfield on panel 44 and I tweeted a picture to him. He was so pleased and I was so thrilled to have been able to do this for him. It was so heartwarming to do this simple act for him.


On Saturday we visited our friends, Dirk and his wife Mieke. Dirk is the author of the book mentioned in my November Blog. We had a lovely lunch which Mieke cooked for us. Dirk then took Dad and Chris to Kemmel to visit an old bunker (mum would not have been able to manage all the steps) so Mieke took us to visit the fascinating cigarette Museum in an old Windmill which is where Mieke works. We then visited the memorial for the civilians who were lost during the raid on Courtrai which dad was on (see November blog) and spent the rest of the evening in the charming company of Dirk and Mieke.

The following day we visited the beautifiul city of Ghent and had our own personal tour guides! A few weeks ago I “met” on Twitter a lovely girl by the name of Sofie who by coincidence lived in Belgium. I tweeted with her a few times asking her the best places to visit in Belgium and mentioned we were going to Ghent on the Sunday. Imagine my surprise when she said she had spoken to her husband,Thierry, and offered to guide us round the sights! How kind was that! We jumped at the chance and arranged to meet outside the Cathedral.


The massive Sint-Baafskathedraal (St. Bavo's Cathedral) is the most interesting of several notable churches in Ghent. Built in the 14th and 15th centuries in the Gothic style, the cathedral contains a wealth of religious art.




Thierry and Sofie
 
Shame about the scaffolding!


The GRAVENSTEEN is the Dutch name for the 'castle of the count'. The counts of Flanders had castles built in the principal cities of the county. Because they had to maintain law and order, they continuously had to move from one city to the other. Therefore, they disposed of a castle in most cities where they wanted to stay for a few months. The castle of Ghent is the only one which survived the centuries more or less intact.
 


Taken from inside the Castle looking out



The weather couldn't have been more perfect







Sofie and Sandy







We had a fantastic time touring the wonderful sights of Ghent





On Monday it was time to go home.
We popped into beautiful Ypres for a bit of last-minute shopping and ....




a fabulous Belgium waffle - well, it would've been rude not to!

We took the Dunkirk route home with a view to finding the memorial for the evacuation of Dunirk during  Operation Dynamo It was a tad warmer than the last time we were on this beach in November!


She was happy .... honest!


 
 

Mum loves this pic. She asked "who took it?" Erm.....


So that was our amazing trip to Belgium once again. Hope to visit again shortly.
With thanks to Dirk & Mieke and Sofie & Thierry and also Twitter!